This was a serious problem.
The color on Chen Yue's face gradually disappeared, and her aura became more and more chaotic.
After Chang Ming approached, a black fog flashed in front of him.
"This is the demon wind!"
When he brought Wei Yang back to the library to check his injuries, he was too familiar with the demonic wind that was wreaking havoc in Wei Yang's body.
They had just come into contact with it, and now it had appeared again.
Even if it was just a trace, Chang Ming still caught it.
"It's still because the injuries from before haven't been completely removed! No matter what, Quan Feng is still an expert at the seventh level of the Immortal Realm, even if this attack is targeted at the great formation. How can the dark wind that is transmitted into Yueyue's body be so easily removed? Even if a trace of the concept of the wind is left behind, it will turn into a huge wind tribulation when she breaks through."
